{"id":11,"date":"2010-03-20T07:39:00","date_gmt":"2010-03-20T07:39:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog2\/2010\/03\/unchangeling\/"},"modified":"2010-03-20T07:39:00","modified_gmt":"2010-03-20T07:39:00","slug":"unchangeling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/2010\/03\/unchangeling\/","title":{"rendered":"UnChangeling"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Each one of them made their appearance to me like the stork-brought babies in Dumbo.<br \/>The unfolding of the blanket &#8212; I could not swaddle them; the edges fell away limp and loose.  It was like I just couldn&#8217;t put them away, even for a moment.  So Ned did it for me.<\/p>\n<p>Looking at their faces for hours, trying to figure it out.  Who are you?  I asked Max, laughing at his square-ball head and tiny pointy nose.  Where did you come from?  I talked to Nat, my lips never far from his head, my nose from his skin, like he was my food, my air.<\/p>\n<p>But you &#8212; if ever there was a Changeling, you would be it.  Dark, moody.  Always thinking.<br \/>The worlds you draw.  The words you write.  Piercingly grim, achingly hopeful.  Every nuance carefully shaded, intentionally subtle.  All is there for a reason, everything purposeful.  Angles I would never consider.  Stories that make me shiver &#8212; with joy, with sadness.<\/p>\n<p>And yet that is also us.  Sometimes it is harder to see what is closest.<\/p>\n<p>I write this because it is four days until you slipped into the world, my little B-nut, a third gift from God.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Each one of them made their appearance to me like the stork-brought babies in Dumbo.The unfolding of the blanket &#8212; I could not swaddle them; the edges fell away limp and loose. It was like I just couldn&#8217;t put them away, even for a moment. So Ned did it for me. Looking at their faces [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pSTth-b","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}